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In Search of Bitter Ore Lyrics

Saints forgive me
I have chosen to wander with the wind
Beside the ragged nasturtiums
I have fasted but for them
Saints preserve me, I was broken
But that was then
Honour avenge me, be my armour
I will follow to the end
CATS 2

I was there, your dear cat faithful
Up the tree by the potting shed
Aye, but I was very careful
Nobody knew
I saw what they did.....
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